Su Xiaoxiao didn't manage to go the medical center in the end.
Wei Ting carried the little fat peacock filled with secrets back to the bridal room.
The servants looked at each other in shock.
"What did I see just now? Was it Seventh Young Master?"
"He… he was carrying… the Seventh Young Madam?"
"Am I seeing things?"
The little maidservant Su Xiaoxiao brought did not know Wei Ting, but the maids and old maids in the residence did.
Their Seventh Young Master, who did not get close to women, could not even let a female mosquito get close to him, but he carried the Seventh Young Madam into the house in broad daylight!
"Wei Ting, I'm warning you! This is daytime!"
"Don't go too far!"
"That's enough!"
At first, Su Xiaoxiao still had the strength to be fierce, but soon, there was only their intertwined whispers.
It was not until dark that the commotion in the house stopped.
